age: 32 (Jan 29, 1981)
MEMBER SINCE: December 2002
occupation: Rock n Roll Librarian Pimp Daddy Extraordinaire (it sounds better than 'Library Officer')
most humbling moment: When a small 5-year-old girl with no shoes made me realise that my problems ain't shit.
fantasy: See above.
sign: Cynicus the Contrarian Shit
crush: Orange
stats: Wanted in 15 different countries for charges of illegal hoarding of awesome
into: cynicism, smutty innuendo, self-referential humour, music that makes me want to thump out a beat on my thigh so hard it leaves bruises at 2am in the morning, conversation that makes you lose track of time, time spent in blissful oblivion with precious people, the sublimely bizarre and the bizarrely sublime.
gets me hot: The Sun
Right, well, I woke up this morning for the first time in ages with a lovely little hangover. I blame myself. Drinking in a Revolutions last night felt a little too much like being behind enemy lines so as soon as I got there myself and DrewBeckett started on the shots, including a stick of 6 frighteningly unnatural flavoured vodkas at some point. It seemed like a good idea at the time, that's all I can say.
The whole reason I was there was, of course, for the post-shootfest meet. It was a jolly nice time, what I remember of it. I know there were a whole lot of you bastards there and that I barely recognised any of you. It was a bit weird, like it was SGUK: The New Class, and I was Screech or Mr. Belding. At this point I'm probably one bad week away from a DUI or terrible sex tape. At any rate, it was nice having a meet with so many new people, and lovely meeting lots of you. Here's hoping you all keep turning up for stuff
Congratulations are due to Fische, who by all accounts did an impeccable job of organising the weekend. I got in trouble because I told Reuben_ that with that many women all trying to shoot sets in the same place at the same time that I thought it was going to be a hilarious, drama-filled clusterfuck but by all accounts the weekend has gone swimmingly so far. So well, in fact, that Reubs decided to show me up by following my suggestion of shooting a Harlem Shake video:
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Well done ladies, you have shamed me. I have been shamed by boobies.
In other news, MUSICS!
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The whole reason I was there was, of course, for the post-shootfest meet. It was a jolly nice time, what I remember of it. I know there were a whole lot of you bastards there and that I barely recognised any of you. It was a bit weird, like it was SGUK: The New Class, and I was Screech or Mr. Belding. At this point I'm probably one bad week away from a DUI or terrible sex tape. At any rate, it was nice having a meet with so many new people, and lovely meeting lots of you. Here's hoping you all keep turning up for stuff
Congratulations are due to Fische, who by all accounts did an impeccable job of organising the weekend. I got in trouble because I told Reuben_ that with that many women all trying to shoot sets in the same place at the same time that I thought it was going to be a hilarious, drama-filled clusterfuck but by all accounts the weekend has gone swimmingly so far. So well, in fact, that Reubs decided to show me up by following my suggestion of shooting a Harlem Shake video:
(Expand blog to see video)
Well done ladies, you have shamed me. I have been shamed by boobies.
In other news, MUSICS!
(Expand blog to see video)
(Expand blog to see video)
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